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Daddy’s home cooking is good. The leftovers are not. I am getting ready for a sleepover because I want a break. I did not even know it was happening. It was a surprise. My house is a desert. The mermaids in my room are a baby’s joy. I need more purple. I am stuck. My neighbors are horrifying. They love weird things. I am the only girl who lives on my street. I want more friends to save me from this friend-free neighborhood.